Talk about inspiration, that got us both excited.However Mother Nature threw a spanner into our plans. The first part of the trip went well until we a...rived where it was necessary to change planes. Weather moved in and canceled all flights to where we were going. Fortunately the airline put us up in a near by hotel and that’s how we wound up in room 641.After changing clothes it was off to dinner and afterwards we headed to the lounge. Being frustrated by the delay we both needed a drink or. But first I was hoping for a little feedback from the community to set me in the right direction for my second story Part Two: I didnt know what to do with my new found pleasure. Feelings of guilt, excitement and pleasure all raced through my head at once. But pleasure would win out every time. Without knowing why, as if by some innate sense I started very slowly with my niece. Maybe I knew I couldnt risk scaring her away because the consequences would be so harsh. The point is I needed her. Then it was straight into the shower (Mistress couldn't abide uncleanliness or the slightest hint of body odour), a quick towelling off, a shave with a brand new blade (while being careful not to cut myself, dried blood or stubble being unsightly in the eyes of the Mistress), a through brushing of the teeth followed by a liberal sprinkling of Opium perfume. Returning to the bedroom, I had to carefully paint each finger and toe nail being mindful to use the brightest, most tarty red shade I. The muscles in her back crunched and popped as she tried to stretch her worn shoulders. She made yawning sigh— the kind meant to push the stress from her tired lungs. Her hand fumbled against the smooth, painted wall before she found the light switch. Then her hand was quick to cover her face to shield the flash of light. When her eyes adjusted, they focused on Savannah’s tawny bare foot poking out from the layers of blankets. Maddi pressed her thumb against the arch of the girl’s warm sole and.